Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

At the edge of the city, far from the noise and commotion, stood a massive city wall supporting a castle-like structure. Here lay Imperial Palace, a place shrouded in mystery. Behind it was an endless forest, while in front was a beautiful, shimmering lake.

Cold…

A young woman curled up as she hugged herself tightly on the finely embroidered carpet made by top Lussian craftsmen. She wore a white dress with puffed sleeves that beautifully fit her body. The dress revealed her legs, which were positioned in a suggestive manner. Her delicate face was accentuated by her subtly arched brows. Along with her rosy lips and white teeth, she radiated an air of purity.

Her shoulders were exposed to the cold, and it caused her to shiver. Snowflakes were visible on her thin eyelashes as they fluttered.

It was definitely colder than negative ten degrees Celsius.

“I’m freezing!”

Had she fallen asleep in a freezer?

In her daze, she heard someone say, “Lower the temperature!”

The voice sounded colder than the room itself.

“Who is it? Why does he keep making it colder when he knows I don’t like the cold?”

Violet finally forced herself to open her eyes. She did not want to freeze to death.

She noticed Atalian Renaissance period paintings hung on the wall. They looked blurry because her eyes were still unfocused. She looked down and saw herself lying on the floor near someone’s legs.

They were straight and long.

his legs and revealed a pair of shiny black leather shoes. He then

same cold voice!

that shoe away.

weakly. The freezing temperature made

up the heat

her go, Lucius stepped on her even harder and pinned her

was going on?

downward. He grabbed Violet’s chin and turned her face toward

seen someone as captivating as him before.

not show

the surrounding temperature, and

on her what was happening. “Sir, you’ve mistaken me for another

the child? What did you do to him?”

in confusion. She was not sure what Lucius

is the child you

carrying a child…” she tried to clarify. She was so cold that her voice

you abort the child?”

rage. He grabbed Violet’s chin and flung her to the floor. Before she could get up, he lifted her up

was poised to strike. Violet struggled to catch her breath

his hands to try to ease the pain as she tried to explain, “Sir, I don’t even know

know

nasally while speaking. Violet’s heart sank; she had a bad feeling about

the bed. “Looks like I have to remind you who

her

pressed against

climb onto her body with